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DIGGIN UP BONES  Randy Travis



        L[C/G]ast night i dug your picture out from my old dresser drawer
I set it on the table and i talked to it 'til four
        I read some old love letters right up 't[F]il the break of bone
        Yeah [C/G]i've been settlin' al[G]one diggin' up b[C/G]ones
Verse 2:
        T[C/G]hen i went to the jewelery and i found our wedding rings
I've put mine on my finger and i gave yours a flame
        I crossed this lonely bedroom of our r[F]ecent broken home
        Yeah ton[C/G]ight i'm settlin' al[G]one diggin' up b[C/G]ones
Chorus:
        I[C/G]'m diggin' up bones,i'm diggin' up bones
        Exhuming things that better left al[G]one
        I'm r[C/G]esurrecting memories of l[F]ove that's dead and gone
        Yeah ton[C/G]ight i'm settlin' al[G]one diggin' up b[C/G]ones
Verse 3:
        A[C/G]nd i went to the closet and i found some things in there
Like that pretty neglige that i bought you to wear
        And i recall how good you looked each t[F]ime you had it on
        Yeah ton[C/G]ight i'm settlin' al[G]one diggin' up b[C/G]ones
Chorus.
        I'm r[C/G]esurrecting memories of l[F]ove that's dead and gone
        Yeah ton[C/G]ight i'm settlin' al[G]one diggin' up b[C/G]ones
Chorus (til end).
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr
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Song: The Storms of Life
Artist: Randy Travis
There's a [D]dirty piece of cardboard
that [G]reads Montgomery Ward
[A]taped across the window o[D]f my old Ford.
A six-pack on the front seat and a[G] box of chicken wings,
[A]I'm dialin' 'cross the radio for a song that I can [D]sing[D7]
[G]I'd better change my wandrin ways,
[D]I know I've seen my better days,
[A]always gettin' high when I get [D]low.[D7]
Well, I [G]left my soul out in the rain,
[D]Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
[A]The storms of life are washin' me [D]away.
An old mail pouch, tobacco sign
fadin' on the barn,
bringin' back sweet memories of Mama's farm/
When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road.
Spoken: you know, she almost had me turned around,
but that was years ago.
I'd better change my wandrin ways,
I know I've seen my better days,
always gettin' high when I get low.
Well, I left my soul out in the rain,
Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
The storms of life are washin' me away.
Yeah, the storms of life are washin' me away.
Howard
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******************* SMOKIN' THE HIVE *******************
written by Byron Hill and J. Remington Wilde
performed by Randy Travis and Clint Eastwood.
Verse 1: (Randy Travis)
        I[A] was ten years old on my grandpa's farm when it happened
        After all these years i can still hear grandpa l[E]aughin'
        As he [A]applied that barnyard remedy
        He p[D]assed his wisdom down to me
        You d[A]on't reach for the honey[E] without smokin' the h[A]ive
Verse 2: (Clint Eastwood)
        I[A] remember my first crush was on the preacher's daughter
        We were smoochin' on the front porch swing that night when he c[E]aught her
        We weren't [A]expectin' him home until quarter past ten
        When the g[D]ood Lord taught me that lesson again
        You d[A]on't reach for the honey[E] without smokin' the h[A]ive
Chorus: (Randy Travis,Clint Eastwood)
     [A]   You don't p[D]oint your pistol before you check each ch[A]amber
        And you d[E]on't drink no you don't drink when you dr[A]ive
        It's just [D]ordinary common sense to avoid that d[A]anger[F#m]
        You d[A]on't reach for the honey[E] without smokin' the h[A]ive
Verse 3: (Randy Travis,Clint Eastwood)
        S[A]he rolled into town with rodeo,she was a beauty
        And that cowboy saw you wink at her,she was a c[E]utie
        The sound of j[A]inglin' spurs caught me dead on a run
        He was f[D]it to be tied and you were under the gun
        You d[A]on't reach for the honey[E] without smokin' the h[A]ive
Chorus.
        No,you d[A]on't reach for the honey[E] without smokin' the h[A]ive
You're gonna get stung boy

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